Since the kerfuffle a few days ago, it seems there is now a Frank living inside of Mike’s house. He bosses both of us around, spending every waking moment with Mike. I’ve never heard of Frank before, I wasn’t introduced to him. He just shows up in my house here to stay.
Frank has stayed the night 3 nights now. He has a deep voice, is very tall and hasn’t been very kind or considerate.
Mike offered to buy my partner and I dinner the other night. I declined, my partner ended up buying dinner. We got Little Caesars, a hot and ready. Frank has to mention the pizza box on the table, I don’t think he knows my partner bought it.
I did not know there were people alive who would do things like this. Apparently, this guy has always shared his home with someone else and has always had someone in and out telling him what to do. I can’t even imagine what it’s been like for him growing up. He’s much older than me, must have been a different time.
Again, I wasn’t introduced to Frank, but Frank knew my name right off the bat. Had no problem yelling right through a closed door to start talking to me. The only reason I know Frank’s name is because Mike wrote down on a piece of paper that he was going to pick up a Frank from the airport.
I’ve already done favors for Frank, I cleared a path for him upstairs, helped him understand how internet TV works. The way Mike tells it, Frank is here to clear the upstairs so my partner and I can move upstairs. But apparently, he’s a delegator. He tells people what to do, goes and inspects it, then says “not good enough”. Seems really lazy to me, I can’t imagine why Mike is friends with him.
It’s funny, I tried cleaning the upstairs by myself so my partner and I could move up there and Mike told me I had to wait. But Frank walks in here and within a day the upstairs is where we are allowed to go.
I’m sure it was his generation that instilled the “having respect” right off the bat for people. I’m not sure how he individually missed the memo.
EDIT: Harassment information
After Frank asked me to clear a path for him upstairs, I did. Later, when cleaning the bathroom downstairs, he stops me and says, “That’s not what I meant”. I had to calmly explain to him that he needs to walk upstairs and look. He then said, “Oh well I’m not going to do that I’m tired”. I had already done upstairs.
It was another day he dragged me back upstairs and told me this isn’t good enough. I need to clear more space for him. My partner and I are living out of bins and have no space at all. There is no room to move things.
Then yesterday morning while walking out the door I tell him no for something, and he turns and corners my partner on her way out of the house. She was made to type in the WiFi password into his phone for him. I told him he could wait until I got home.